[He can't sleep. Of course he can't sleep. Why should he be able to when he spent the last few days being unable to distinguish between dreams and hallucinations because without outside sensation they bled into each other? So he's there when Quark speaks up.]

It's all right. I'm not angry with you. I'm not... [He breathes a tired sigh.]

...Many of us were hurt by what happened. You aren't to blame for the way you feel.